Anika & Ryan
The interior and the balcony are dry and warm, and the sweet aroma of coffee, chocolate, and pastries rises to your noses. The place is a coffee shop, virtua-net café, and bookstore. The people glance up at the elites, and they give Ryan a quizzical look but go back to their reading, and conversation.
The hostess is a large woman with graying hair, and a sweet smile, she smiles to the young elites, and offers some samples of pastries for them to eat. They scan the room rather quickly, and find their eyes settling on a familiar face, Jimmy Li, sitting in the corner, looking through a newspaper, and several books about travel on his table. A backpack sitting at his feet, he has not noticed the two elites as he furrows his brow, and looks through the paper.
Mark
Mark zooms past Star and Sakura, leaps over the fallen sparking body, and races around the vehicle in a blink of an eye, and slams his fist right into the back of the officer. The blow is powerful, but it feels like he is punching steel as the Officer turns and swings with a punch, and Mark easily evades, the world moving in slow motion for the speedy elite.
In that brief moment, another resounding blast rips into the officer and he drops like a rock, his body sparking, and sizzling; much of his flesh charred, revealing muscle, metallic systems, and visceral.
Star states the obvious, “Cyborgs. My particle burst cannon, fried his internal systems.”
Mark strikes with a 21, and the Officer makes a damage save of 22, taking no damage. The officer strikes at Mark and rolls an 18 and misses. Star strikes with a 19, and the officer failed his damage save.
Sakura breaths in ragged breaths, “Oh my god what is happening, I don’t want to die!” she starts to cry.
Star’s arm returns to normal, “Can you carry her back to the school?”
Kelly
Rei turns to Kelly, and sighs, “Uhh yeah, hey Padre this is-”
“Miss Kelly Mitchell,” the suave looking man spoke brushing his long hair back from his face, “Your reputation and talents precede you. Although they do little justice for your blooming beauty.”
The white haired woman smiled to Kelly, although the Chinese woman seemed impassive, her eyes scanning the crowd. She didn’t seem at ease, and although sitting, there was a cat-like readiness in her nature.
Rei scowled, “Yeah, anyway, I need a fix, padre, getting low.”
The sharply dressed black male replied, “No can do, you still owe me for the last fix, Rei.”
William glanced to Padre, and then to Rei, “You really should quit, it is not a way a proper elite should conduct themselves, to be subservient to a baseline.”
Padre grumbled, “This isn’t a time for theology, this is all monetary.”
William shrugged, and tossed a stack of hundreds on the table, “There, now get along little baseline, we elites have business to chat about. Rei sit.”
Padre scowled, place several small packages on the table and left. He didn’t seem happy to be dismissed, but left nonetheless.
Rei stammered a reply, “I don’t-”
“Sit,” William replied, “it is time for you to look at the future. A time for decisions, Rei.”
Rei complied with a resigned sigh.
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